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[lifebythedrop]

So. You've probably already realised that mostly I use this journal to

I think, perhaps, that I do not communicate well with others. Which is funny, really, as I have a reputation for being one of those people who just understands, and I'm often the person in the class, or in the meeting, who interrupts someone who is being hopelessly taken out of context or misunderstood to say, "Wait a minute, what I think s/he is saying is..." met by agreement and relief all round.

If it's any consolation, it seems that my facebook persona is fond of posting obscure song lyrics and SNL quotes and being mistaken for suicidal. Go figure.

I am not suicidal, and I am not difficult to understand. I firmly believe these things.

I do, however, have a brain that feels filled with timey-wimey, wibbly-wobbly, stuff, and when I try to convey a particularly important feeling or idea, I tend to reach in and pick an iconic representation. Which then, often, has to be explained. Perhaps I'm secretly Japanese? Or are people just incurious and slow?

Fuck.

Don't even know why I am writing about this or where I was going. Will probably delete tomorrow when I am sober.